Clear skies, white clouds, and fresh air.
As Ye Dongjian and the other three narrowly escaped death, our comrade Ye Chenfeng lay on a grassy patch outside the Cangyun Mountain Range, his palm resting under the back of his head, leisurely squinting at the dazzling sunlight in the sky.
Several hours had passed since the group entered the Cangyun Mountain Range. Wu Xiaofei and Ning Yuting sat not far from Ye Chenfeng, and Wu Xiaofei glanced at him and pursed her lips, saying, "Yu Ting, do you think Chenfeng is stalling for time? Is he worried that we can't handle the intensity of his training? We came here to make ourselves stronger so that we could help Chenfeng at least a little in the future. Isn't this just a waste of time going on like this?"
"Xiaofei, we can't just sit around anymore. We have to make Chenfeng start our training right away," Ning Yuting said decisively.
The two women stood up from the grass and walked over to Ye Chenfeng, coughing twice in unison: "Ahem! Ahem!"
